RIP, sweet Mollydog

We lost a family member today — my Australian shepherd Molly. She was 15 1/2 years old. I’m not ready to write about it yet. In the near future, yes, but right now I need a little time to process all this. Put it this way — I got Molly when I was 24. I just turned 40. She’s been a steady, loving part of my life for a long, long time. We’ll miss you sweet girl.

Molly B'Golly: Aug. 13, 1994 - March 2, 2010.

9 thoughts on “RIP, sweet Mollydog

  1. I know what you and your family are going through. My husband and I just lost one of our dogs in Nov. I miss him so much. My thoughts and prayers are with you. The pictures are beautiful of Molly.


  2. She was such a pretty girl. I have lost 4 and it never gets any easier! They are part of the family. I have no children and my 4 that i have are my children! They bring so much love into our lives. She will be in your heart forever!

    Just this side of Heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge….

    When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food and water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable. All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor. Those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.

    The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing – they miss someone very special to them, who had been left behind.

    They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. The bright eyes are intent; the eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to break away from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster and faster.
    YOU have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face. Your hands again caress the beloved head. And you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.


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